Chapter 94 Five-Year Big 4
Hearing the referee's words, the fat man scratched his head with embarrassment and showed a simple smile. Then he looked at No. 290 shyly and giggled: "You also heard what the referee said. You have to be careful. I'm coming."
Not only did the audience get excited and stretched out their heads to watch the bustle, but the referee couldn't help laughing: "Sure enough, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp!" Ha ha, now it's fun."
No. 290 felt that his face was hot and red like being slapped hard and then crushed under his feet. He looked at the fat referee opposite with resentment, as if they were the sad people who killed his father and wife.
"What you want!" The voice of 290 was as vicious and gloomy as coming out of hell, echoing in the ring: "I will definitely defeat and kill you, a obscene and despicable fat man who should not exist in the world!"
His eyes continued to flow, and No. 290 passed by one by one from the people around the No. 5 ring, as if he wanted to remember the face of everyone who made him ugly today. He said coldly, "You are glad that you don't touch me in the ring in the future. Especially those disgusting fat people! Otherwise, I will definitely let you know what life is better than death in public!"
Even Lin Feng is happy now. He touched his nose depressedly and looked at the handsome man on the stage who dared to face thousands of troops and horses and offend the whole world and said, "Well, I know you are 200, but you are not so stupid. Forced method. Well, saying that you are an insult to a fool. As for your clumsy IQ, I really feel clumsy for you.
Sure enough, not to mention that the fat man on the stage looked at him with a bad face and obviously angrily, many fat papers around the No. 5 ring below began to be excited and shouted loudly.
The referee was obviously deeply defeated by the IQ of 200. He took a deep breath, resisted trying to kill the two hundred-nine fool himself, and gently patted the introd fat man on the shoulder and said, "Stop talking nonsense. The game begins!"
Although 2009 is a fool, he is not really a fool. At present, he is on guard, and his whole body is restrained. He poses in a defensive posture and looks at the fat man's movements fixedly.
The fat man didn't realize it and casually pulled out his long sword and gently stroked it with his hand a few times. He looked up at the two hundred nine opposite and smiled, grinning his mouth with white teeth and said, "Your IQ is really hard."
"Boom..." Hearing that the fat man did not speak easily, he did not speak like a human speaking style, and everyone was happy again.
Two hundred and nine couldn't help it anymore. He stared coldly at the fat man who was still empty and full of flaws. At the moment when the fat man looked down at the sword, he suddenly stabbed him like lightning.
Although shocked by the 200-nine fierce sword and lightning-like body. The people below don't have much concern.
"Fat and handsome man, one move kills his poor IQ of 29. No matter how fierce the paper tiger is, it is just a piece of paper. As the most handsome man in our fat world, we are optimistic about it!" An unwilling audience shouted out everyone's hearts.
"One move! One move! One move!" As soon as the words fell, the sound of a tsunami suddenly rose.
Looking at the fat man's random move, he flashed 200 fierce killing moves, and the people below were even more excited. It's like taking hormones.
One move! One move! One move!" People around the ring all waved their arms and shouted.
Listening to the sound of rolling like a tsunami in his ear, his face became more and more red and hot. He looked resentfully at the sea of waving arms below, thinking that the fat man had casually avoided his very powerful thorn just now, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, and then his body turned strangely around the fat man and fell to the ground softly.
People who were shouting the tsunami couldn't help staring at the strange scene on the field.
A fat man lay quietly beside a handsome man. Well, if you replace the fat man with the lying man and the lying man with a beautiful girl, this is definitely a sad and sad stage drama.
"What's going on?" Those with weak skills asked the people around him with high skills: "Can you see how the fat brother's magic swordsmanship knocked the boy to the ground?"
The referee couldn't help muttering a few words. He looked strangely at the fat man standing quietly on the ring and the unconscious 2009 lying beside him. If he hadn't been watching the beginning of the matter, he really thought that the two had colluded with each other a long time ago.
But no matter what, the fat man won, which is exactly what he wants to see, and it is exactly what everyone wants. Although the audience was confused, they were very satisfied with the referee's move, so they were all overjoyed.
The referee looked at the unfat man with a smile and said, "Congratulations, No. 266..."
"Be careful!" Before the referee finished his blessing, his face changed greatly and he suddenly exclaimed.
"Well..." There was also a neat and shocking cry under the stage.
At this time, the whole world fell into an inexplicable shock, despair and anger.
But when No. 290, who had fainted to the ground, announced the result to the fat brother in a move, the long sword suddenly jumped up and stabbed the fat brother's little brother. And with the jump of the long sword, No. 290 also straightened up from the ground very strangely but quickly.
With the rise of No. 290, the sword became more and more vicious and sinister.
Everyone looked at the despicable and shameless sword of No. 290, and looked at the fat man with a smile and completely unaware of it. They all felt sad and indignant, and wished that they could jump on the ring and end the 2009 immediately.
The whole ring was surrounded by an inexplicable atmosphere of sadness and sadness for a while. Many weak little women couldn't bear to watch the next tragedy, sobbing and burying their heads in the arms of their lovers next to them. Well, several delicate little men also gently sniffed and plunged into the arms of the tall man next to him.
Lin Feng felt an extra head on his shoulder, and then he hit it ruthlessly.
A soft sound of "Ding..." sounded slightly but firmly in this mournful and sad air.
Everyone stopped all kinds of sadness and looked at the scene on the stage stupidly.
I don't know when Fat Brother's sword passed through his **, fiercely pointing at the despicable and shameless yin sword, and then it was like a broken bamboo, opening the sword and pointing fixedly in the throat of No. 290.
The body that was standing up suddenly froze, and then fell to the ground with a thump and hit the hard stone ring fiercely.
"Well..." Even the people around the ring, who were very unnotic for 290, couldn't help but mourn for him: it must be very painful to hit the ground so fiercely and defenselessly. As for whether your head hurts or not, I feel a pain anyway.
After hearing the dull sound, the fat man bent down doubtfully and looked back from his crotch. It's also difficult for the fat brother. He actually folded the fat meat in his belly, bent down, and saw a headache man leaning a little behind him.
Bending his body and moving the sword down again, the tip of the sword firmly pointed firmly between the two hundred and nine throats. Then the fat brother made a very difficult move.
I don't know why the bent body has a 360-degree twist, and the long sword is also dazzling. With the twist of the body, it quickly turns from the right hand to the left hand and then to the right hand, always pointing steadily between the throat of 290.
"Wow, fat brother, your movements just now are so handsome, light and beautiful!" A little girl who had cried for her fat brother before but smiled excitedly said, "You are simply the lightest. Well, you are a little fat man who can fly! I, I really love you so much." The gay man standing aside touched his nose with a bitter smile and looked at his beloved girlfriend, but he was not angry, because, he also liked this light little fat man, the same as a girl.
With the little girl's excited cry, the whole No. 5 ring quickly made a noise. People felt a little unrealistic and rejoiced as they watched the fat brother fight back to the desperate life.
"Fat brother, fat brother, you are so handsome. One move kills stupid Xiaobai." A man shouted excitedly. Obviously, he is very dissatisfied with the man's little white face, but he doesn't know if it is because of the defeat of the little white face in the previous war.
Several little white faces around him stared at him angrily and argued, "Little black face, your sentence is wrong. It's not our fault that your face is white. But I agree with you for the time being today!"
"Fat brother, fat brother, you are so fierce that you can deal with small white insects in one move."
"............" Similar improvisational slogans emerge one after another. People are really excited this time. No, it's crazy.
"Ha ha, it's really a trick!" The referee came over with a smile and stretched out his hand without looking at it. He held his head on the ground and howled, but he didn't dare to move because of the fat man's sword in his throat: "Congratulations, No. 66, one move, victory!"
The No. 5 ring suddenly burst into cheers that almost to tear the space.
"Fat brother, fat brother, fat brother..." People waved their arms excitedly and shouted to their heart's content.
"Since you are so popular." The referee looked at the fat brother who took back the long sword with a dark smile and kicked him off the ring before he could react: "Then, enjoy it!"
The fat man who had not yet reacted was suddenly followed by countless hands. People excitedly threw the fat man high and passed it around. As for the loser, who will think of him?
As soon as he reacted, the fat man who was driving in the air looked at the farther and farther ground and the black heads below, his hands stretched out high, and suddenly shouted, "Shut up, ah, I... I'm afraid of heights!"
The sad and miserable cry of the fat man echoed in the air for a long time, but who cares?
In this way, the fat brother didn't know how many times he had been floating up and down. When he felt that his head was blank and dizzy, the hand below him was gone, and then he fell straight to the ground.
The fat man's rough skin, thick meat and fat were buffered, and he was also beaten to seven meat and eight elements. But the fat man opened his mouth and laughed: "Haha, I finally landed safely and met my dear Mother Earth again."
Looking around, the fat man got up and quickly slipped away.
After the carnival for the fat man, people still gathered tightly around the No. 5 ring and stared at it with wide eyes.
After another set of moves died, people became more and more excited.
In the end, as long as the two go on stage and start to fight, people who are more excited than the players will shout with one voice: "It's time to witness the miracle. Wow, one move, let's die!"
I don't know if it's everyone's magic or some other reason, this No. 5 ring really died in the end.
The referee was still depressed at the beginning, but after the fat man, he broke the jar and shouted loudly in the ring: "One move to die, one move to die, welcome to the Lin clan."
But I don't know how many innocent children were frightened by the excitement of the group on and off the stage, and their hands and feet were bound. They did not exert their original strength, but they were defeated by children with weak strength but good psychological quality.
Although the ring is wonderful and exciting, the game is limited in the end. Finally, today's game ended after a timid shy boy killed a powerful man.
People reluctantly look at the empty ring, ** discussing the battles that have just happened, looking forward to the possible scenes tomorrow. After an agreement with each other, slowly disperse.
Lin Feng also watched it very well. Perhaps because everyone had some darkness in their hearts, he admitted that he had some gloating in his heart after seeing those people defeated and lost the game with one sword.
The lively people slowly dispersed and felt the body that could finally move freely. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and turned his head to see which damn shemale had taken advantage of him for so long.
There are thick-browed men or fair ladies around. The shemale has long disappeared unconsciously. Lin Feng was speechless and stared at the beautiful women around him with hatred. He was very sad and hesitant: "Where were you when there were so many people just now?"
It was still early. The No. 5 ring ended today's competition early because of its high efficiency, but other tournaments were still in full swing, and Lin Feng, who lost interest, walked home.